The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 17 The Fisherman's Benefit
Daoran has never been very clear about how high his combat effectiveness is.

[Excellent muscles and bones] This talent makes him a martial arts prodigy, and the martial arts he practiced in Jinshan Temple is not ordinary, but which of Daoran's brothers who practiced against each other in Jinshan Temple is an ordinary person?

Everyone's skin was bronze, like eighteen bronze men, and Daoran's hand would hurt for two days if he punched him.

Bullying mortals can hit ten of them one by one, but the monk in front of him is also a monk with mana, so even if the sneak attack is successful, it may not have much effect.

Daoran's goal was to send Lord Li into the attacking range of the tree roots.

Not far, just a foot away.

Therefore, Daoran tried his best to maintain a state of seclusion, walked behind Li Feng, and kicked his ass.

The lion and the rabbit also tried their best, Daoran's kick used all the skills of more than ten years of hard work.

He never expected that this kick could be so comfortable and solid that Li Feng flew three feet away.

The poor little Taoist never expected that there would be a sneak attack from behind, let alone that this kick was so powerful that it directly smashed his bones, and crashed into that place without even making a scream. A pile of tree roots among the tentacles.

Daoran was also frightened by the effect of his kick, why is this thing so fragile.

They are all cultivators, so how much less defense is there between Taoist priests and monks?

Although Dao Ran's invisibility effect had disappeared when he kicked it out, but Li Feng had completely sunk into the roots of the tree, with an expression of disbelief still on his face.

Where did this monk come from?

He is so despicable and shameless playing sneak attacks, isn't he afraid of going to hell after death?
At this moment, doubt and shock even overwhelmed anger.

It wasn't until the thick tree roots entangled Li Feng tightly, and the sharp and barbed tentacles pierced his shattered buttocks along with the bloody smell, that Li Feng realized that he was about to die.

I saw a burst of golden light burst from Li Feng's chest, turning into thousands of golden paper cranes, tearing all the roots wrapped around his body to pieces.

Dao Ran was also secretly startled when he saw this power, if it wasn't for his whim to get rid of the demon, the spell of the dead shemale would definitely be used on him, and he would be the one who was attacked by surprise.

Seeing the power of these golden paper cranes, Daoran felt that he was absolutely no match.

Li Feng tore the root of the tree with a magic talisman and regained freedom, but after falling to the ground, he couldn't get up for a long time.

Daoran's kick was so hard that Li Feng's lower body felt nothing but pain.

And those chopped tree roots kept wriggling, as if they weren't dead yet.If the tree demon still had any strength left, it would be Li Feng who died.

Li Feng grabbed another magic talisman, ready to desperately at any time, and at the same time ordered loudly: "Quick, get me out!"

Before the horse thieves could react, Daoran strode out and stopped in front of the ruins. Gu Jing looked at the horse thieves with unwavering eyes.

Facing this group of thugs licking blood, Dao Ran said with a smile: "Amitabha, life and death have their own fate, so why do all benefactors sacrifice in vain?"

Dao Ran is still a little worried about dealing with the tree demon and Li Feng, but isn't it easy to deal with these mortals?
How could the horse thieves not recognize this handsome and extraordinary young monk, thinking of the four-armed Yaksha with long hair like fire that day, the horse thieves immediately fought at each other, and no one dared to take half a step forward.

When Li Feng heard Dao Ran's words, he was shocked and angry.

God damn life and death are fate, the kick just now almost kicked him to death, isn't this monk afraid of the Buddha slapping him to death when he said this?
Just about to kill Daoran with the power of the talisman, he heard a whistling sound coming from behind.

Those broken tree roots unexpectedly entangled together again at some point, making do with bits and pieces, as if glued together by a clumsy tinkerer, and continued to whip towards them.

Although the golden paper crane talisman is powerful, it cannot be compared with the giant flame palm last night. Cutting the tree root tentacles can only severely injure the tree demon, but cannot completely kill it.

Li Feng could only swing dozens of golden threads to resist, and the golden threads cut into the twisted tree roots, making the tentacles of the already dilapidated roots seem to be broken.The tree sap flew around, and occasionally splashed on Li Feng's body, scalding a large cloud of white smoke.

I don't know whether the root of the tree was broken first, or the Taoist priest was poisoned to death first.

Although Daoran was facing the group of horse thieves, most of his attention was still behind him, carefully distinguishing the voices, and waiting for the fisherman's profit.

The screaming continued for a moment, the sound became smaller and smaller, and the breath became weaker and weaker.

Those horse thieves hesitated for a moment, and made the same choice at the same time.

Carry a pile of gold in his arms, and then run away.

Daoran didn't chase after him either, because there was still a three-headed strange bird still eyeing him.

This monster is Li Feng's mount, bigger than a tiger, with an iron beak and sharp claws, it's hard to deal with at first sight.

Daoran was apprehensive, wondering if a mere King Kong was not bad and could block the attack of the three heads.

The three-headed strange bird looked at Daoran for a moment, and seemed to have found no flaws. He was hesitating, but he heard Li Feng shouting: "What are you waiting for, evil animal, come and save me! Otherwise, I'll take your skin off! "

After hearing this, the three-headed strange bird rushed towards Daoran.

Daoran had already made preparations, aimed at the left side of the strange bird's head, and launched an Arhat Fist.

But as soon as he raised his fist, he heard the strange bird quacking.

The originally shrill and unpleasant cry, but a strange voice sounded in Daoran's mind: "Little monk, you and I have no grievances, there is no need to fight to the death for this idiot, right?"

Daoran's expression changed slightly, these three-headed birds also know how to transmit sound into secrets, but Daoran himself doesn't know it.

It's just that Dao Ran doesn't quite believe the words of these three-headed birds. After all, they are other people's pets, so they can't be so ruthless.

Seeing that the three-headed strange bird had rushed to his side, Dao Ran did not relax his vigilance at all.

But at this time, the three-headed strange bird said again: "Left shoulder!"

After all, the three heads pecked towards Daoran's left shoulder.

Dao Ran turned sideways to avoid it, seemingly without time, but in fact he did it with ease.

"Not bad, good acting skills. This time it's the waist!" The strange bird reminded again.

Daoran got the reminder and easily dodged again.

"Head, right leg... Hey, you can't just hide, you have to fight back."

The three-headed strange bird dispelled Dao Ran's suspicion with practical actions. He was really acting.

Putting away three points of strength in his fists, Dao Ran "fighted fiercely" with the three strange birds.

It was not easy to dodge the attack of the three iron mouths, but the strange bird and Daoran were performing one and the other cooperating.That's why Dao Ran's agility is so fast, he can avoid a fatal blow every time when there is no time to delay, and no matter how hard the strange bird tries to get the savior, it will be "firmly" entangled by Dao Ran, and cannot get away.

The two actors completely cut off Li Feng's way of life.

Among the ruins, most of the golden thread in Li Feng's hand has been broken, and only a dozen or so threads are left struggling to support.It's just that there are too few golden threads after all, barely covering the roots of the tree, but unable to stop the dripping sap from above.

The poison had corroded half of his face into white bones, and his body was pitted with white smoke. It is estimated that he would not be able to survive.

And that tree demon was also at the end of its battle, the giant tree roots that were forcibly twisted together were already scarred and might be severed at any time, but still relying on an instinct, they tried their best to slap Li Feng's protective golden thread.

Daoran was performing with the strange bird, and still had time to look back at Li Feng.Seeing Li Feng's tragic situation, he couldn't help saying: "Good and evil will eventually be rewarded in the end, what is good is what is good."

One is a monster who sucks human blood for cultivation, and the other is a villain who commits thieves and commits crimes. It is the best destination to die together.

After hearing this, Li Feng stared at Daoran with his only remaining eyes, and roared: "You will die badly, you must die badly!"

Following Li Feng's vicious curse, a golden light flew out from his chest and went straight up to the sky.

Seeing the golden light, Li Feng smiled bitterly and said: "My master will avenge me, he will let you suffer all kinds of tortures, so that you can't live or die!"

After saying this, all the golden threads collapsed together, and Li Feng was finally smashed into a pulp by the incomplete tree roots.

The three-headed monster bird flapped its wings and flew upside down for several feet. Li Feng was dead, so he didn't have to pretend to be loyal to protect the lord anymore.

The two sides stopped, Dao Ran asked curiously: "Isn't he your master?"

The three-headed strange bird said disdainfully: "It's just for me to eat. If you give me three melons and two dates, who would work hard? Besides, the hair I just changed will be disfigured if it is stained with this poisonous tree sap. I don't want to lose face." Is it?"

This bird has quite a personality.

"Amitabha, why don't you live with the monk?" Dao Ran asked tentatively.

The shape of the three-headed bird is very cool, and he also wants to try riding it.Anyway, it's just a walking tool, and it's enough not to let him fight.

The three-headed bird shook his head and said: "You can get through the revenge before you can talk about it, the master of this little Taoist priest, you can remember the revenge."

After finishing speaking, the three-headed strange bird ran away.

Daoran naturally wouldn't go after it, this bird is quite capable, and he might not be able to fight without summoning the eight dragons.

As for the revenge that the strange bird said, the corners of Daoran's mouth turned up, and he didn't take it to heart.

Taoists have masters, don't monks not?

(End of this chapter)